Chapter 27 Beating the Gongs and Drums to Collect Waste

"Damn it, bullying people too much, to actually bully less with more, you're just a beast." Lin Fan supported the tree, gasping for breath, a little helpless.

I came to harvest points with great interest, but I didn't expect to meet such a group of insidious and cunning people.

However, whoever allowed himself to be so open and upright, to follow their way, is also excusable.

"You are cruel, you wait for me, if I serve you a pot in just a few days, I will not be named Lin." Lin Fan secretly swears that this face is a loss, but it is not terrible to lose face. Just come back next time.

a few days later.

Zongmen.

Lin Fan looked left and right, and after finding that no one was there, he hurried to the place where he lived.

"Junior Brother Lin." At this moment, a voice came from behind.

Lin Fan turned his head, saw the person coming, and immediately said with a smile, "So it's Senior Brother Zhang."

"Junior Brother Lin, I heard Lu Qiming say, you took the task, how is it? Has the task been completed?" Zhang Long asked.

"No, I didn't find the target. I ran for nothing. I'll come back first and plan to visit in a few days." He definitely couldn't say that he was scared away by the number of the other party. Don't be embarrassed.

Zhang Long nodded and understood, "The current task is not easy to do. Those who are wanted by the sect are very slippery, and sometimes it depends on luck."

"Yeah, I also found out. These guys are really slippery. You said that I ran for so many days in vain, and I didn't see a single person, so I could only return empty-handed." Lin Fan sighed, and then found Zhang The dragon's qi and blood became more vigorous than before, and he couldn't help but change the subject, "Senior brother, have you broken through in your cultivation?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Long couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Fuck, luck, this time the sect was rewarded, I used the accumulated money to exchange for a medicinal pill, and successfully broke through to the seventh level of body tempering."

"Senior brother, be humble."

"Oh, by the way, junior brother, after a while, several of our senior brothers are going to take up a mission together. At that time, junior brother can participate." Zhang Long said.

This is Zhang Long's intention to take care of Lin Fan. There are many team tasks in the sect. As long as they are completed, they can get a lot of rewards.

Especially when Zhang Long broke through to the seventh level of body quenching, he was full of confidence. He wanted to earn a wave of rewards, but he would definitely not forget Junior Brother Lin, so he wanted to bring Junior Brother Lin with him.

"Sure, it's no problem. Senior brother, let's not talk about it. I'm feeling a little depressed. I have to go back and prepare." Lin Fan didn't want to say anything more now. When I studied grenades, I was too confident at first, and I was directly taught to be a man.

But when the young master gets the grenade out, he has to let them know how powerful it is.

go home.

Lin Fan had already learned the hand grenade manufacturing manual before. He was very familiar with the manufacture of grenades, but there were still some problems.

First of all, the most primitive packaging material has to be solved, and then the gunpowder.

The scrap iron here isn't very valuable, or it's just that no one wants it, but to Lin Fan, this scrap iron is a must-have thing now, otherwise the grenade won't be able to be made.

Practice overnight.

The next day!

Lin Fan found tools and pushed the cart out.

"Junior Brother Lin, what are you doing here?" Lu Qiming was in a good mood when he saw Lin Fan coming back, but he knew that Brother Lin had not completed his mission, so he didn't mention it.

"Senior brother, go get busy, I'll collect some scrap iron." Lin Fan replied while pushing the cart.

Lu Qiming was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand it. What is Junior Brother Lin doing?

Collect scrap iron?

What do you want scrap iron for?

It seems useless.

On the street where the disciples of the sect lived.

Lin Fan was holding a gong and drum, and it was beating loudly.

Then he shouted loudly: "Walking by, don't miss it, come and see and listen, it's definitely a good thing."

Some sect disciples stopped and looked at Lin Fan with some doubts.

I don't know what this guy is doing.

"Brother, are you going to perform a big boulder on your chest? It's been a long time since I left my hometown, and I haven't seen each other for a long time." A disciple asked.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and broke your sister's big rock.

"Come and have a look, it's so simple to turn waste into money, now we're collecting scrap iron, which senior brothers have scrap iron, hurry up and deliver it, a pound...a pound of Yanhua coin, this shop is wrong. , I'm not going home."

Lin Fan shouted, he has found out now, some disciples are very poor, and when they hear that scrap iron can be sold for money, they don't sell everything that can be sold at home.

Sure enough, many disciples were shocked when they heard Lin Fan's words.

In their perception, this scrap iron is worthless, and no one wants it, but the apprentices at the Refining Hall will want these things. Because they are apprentices, they naturally need to practice, so they usually use scrap iron. , and it's not worth a lot of money, and it's usually given away for nothing. At this moment, when they heard a pound of Yanhua coin from the same family, they all felt that they had heard it wrong.

"Senior brother, are you telling the truth? You didn't lie to us, did you?" a disciple asked.

Lin Fan patted his chest and assured, "What are you doing to deceive you? I'm not fooling you, I'll send some quickly. The time is limited. I'll have to change places later."

At this moment, some disciples became agitated.

"Damn it, my weapon broke some time ago. I don't know where I threw it, so I have to find it quickly."

"Yes, yes, I have to look for it too, when will this thing be valuable."

"Oh, if I go, I can only earn dozens of Yanhua Coins a day. I didn't expect this scrap iron to be sold for so much money."

Many disciples are starting to get anxious. They never thought that these things could be sold for money before, and they threw away everything that should be thrown away. Now it is really not easy to find them.

Lin Fan stood there with a smile on his face, feeling very happy in his heart, it seems that the harvest will be full later.

However, he also knew the purchasing power of Yanhua Coin, which was spent on wealth.

It hurts to think about it.

However, the thought of being able to create a grenade completely vanished.

It's just that there is something wrong with this situation. There seem to be a few disciples here to sell things.

Couldn't find it.

"Senior brother, how much does my sword weigh?" The disciple's eyes shone brightly, as if he was looking forward to it.

Lin Fan looked at the scrap iron that was broken into three pieces and rusted in his hand. He cushioned it a little and muttered to himself, this thing must weigh at least ten pounds.

"Well, that's about four, five, six, seven or eight jin, so it's six jin for you."

The disciple was stunned, "Senior brother, that's not right, I seem to be more than that."

"Oh, this junior brother, it used to be more than that, but now it's stopped. Do you think it was bitten by a bug?" Lin Fan pointed to the yellow spots on the sword, which had dense holes.

How did this disciple know about the term rusting? In the blink of an eye, he was really blinded by Lin Fan.

"So, the inside of your sword has already been eaten by insects, so the weight is also lighter. Seeing that you are the first business, I will count you seven pounds, okay?" Lin Fan said, "You must know , people like Senior Brother are not common anymore, they are just giving you benefits."

At the same time, he was muttering in his heart, what kind of worms eat, these teeth are really hard.

The disciple suddenly realized, "Thank you senior brother for your generosity, then let's sell it for seven pounds."

One-handed payment, one-handed delivery, full of sincerity.

This disciple took the money and felt very happy. Although it was not much, it was still one-fifth of what he could earn in a day.

Then left happily.

He is now going to find more scrap to sell.

After receiving the first scrap of iron, Lin Fan showed a bright smile, "Is there any other apprentice brother who has sold it? The road to get rich is right in front of you. If you miss it, it will be gone."

At this moment, a first-rank outer sect disciple, squatting on the nuts, swaggered past Lin Fan's side, tilted his head, and spat out the core.

It was directly glued to Lin Fan's shoes, but the other party didn't seem to see it.

However, Lin Fan could see it.

"stop."

Arrogant, really arrogant, eating food in front of the young master, and spitting the core on my side, without even apologizing, it is simply too much.